Project Protection

[TFinnegan]

*Finn looks harried as he answers the comms, arclight flashing behind him*
Bloody 'ell Jimmy!

Ye'z knoo me Claymore be at th' yards, 'alf-rendered asunder, aye?
*indicates the Vieques dock behind him where tugs yank loose the Beta Drive Core from the Arbiter hull*

Oi mean, shoite, lad!
T'were ye'z wha' erdered yon beastie torn open fer bloody retrofit!
*glares sardonically*
Ye'z arsk me t' take apart me bonny battleship, an' noo ye'z want her t'be foight ready?

*a grease-stained Junker mechanic hands him a datapad, Finn frowns at it and glares back at the screen*
Wha' ye'z want me t' do, trow feck'n rocks?
She be deed as nails t'moment!
Ye'd best mobilize th' Rico lads, Jimmy-boy. Oi got nuffin'.

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